When I was seven (1983-ish), I wrote and illustrated (at least) four books. This is the first in a short series of four showing the fruits of my labour in what was undoubtedly the most productive year of my life (so far).
The Bravest Knight That Ever Lived
I believe this book was inspired by the film Jason and the Argonauts. I believe this because I flat out stole the name of the warriors in the film for my story. I don’t think anyone was the wiser.
The best part about these books was that I got to illustrate them. I’m sure this was the only reason I was so prolific in 1983. I just loved to draw.
The last page is particularly gruesome, as you can see from the dead guy spewing blood from several, no doubt man-made, orifices at the bottom of the page. You can also see a broken throne, a crown without a head, and some busted blue stuff. I think the guy standing has an eagle or some other crest on his chest. Perhaps it’s a Pontiac Firebird logo? The giant beast has streamers coming from his ankles, not unlike those of a little girl’s bike handles. I have no idea what the blue stuff surrounding Pontiac-man is. I’m guessing I started to draw random stuff upon completing the book because I wanted to prolong the heavy task of writing yet another volume.
This has one of the best endings of any book I’ve read. The recess bell probably rang.
Enjoy!
Very brave…
I dig the coloured in O’s
Bravery didn’t get him or the Argonauts anywhere in life.